not a monster

Chapter 147 My Beggar Girlfriend
The girl with large characters spread out opened one eye and looked at the two people who were silent on the opposite side.

Why haven't you done it yet?
Are they all asleep?

Are you that pure?It was a waste of her half-day effort.

She is a little anxious.

After about half an hour, suddenly there was some movement next to him, Po Nu closed his open eye, and then saw the boy on the opposite bed move and raised half of his body.

After waiting 500 years, finally...

The boy lowered his head, probably lightly kissed the forehead of the sleeping woman next to him, and then lay down again.

Po slave heart is very tired.

I knew she was playing for the main body.

There was some movement next to him.

She continued to observe.

The boy stood up suddenly, and Po Nu hurriedly closed his eyes.

Judging from the sound, I should go to the toilet. The light in the bathroom flicked on, and the eyelids of Po Nu felt a little brighter. There was a hissing sound. After a while, the toilet flushed, and then it flicked outside again. It got dark.

She heard footsteps, Feng Wuli walked to her bed, couldn't help squinting her eyes, and saw that the other party took out a fan?
Fanned at her.

Worried about being hot?

She was touched for a second, then passed out.

The wind unreasonably smiled.

Compared with Youhuang's kind, for you, thousands of times, silent like spring breeze and rain, Po Nu is more inclined to the love between men and women, which is Wang Xilou's lust and carnal desire for him.

Love mixed with lust.

Suo Guan is a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, Wang Xilou, because her body shape is more convenient for her to lie flat as a salted fish. To protect against the wind and rain, she chooses a figure of more than three meters tall, and because of her ability, she can transform into anyone's appearance by simulating a shadow.

Po Nu is very ordinary, just like Wang Xilou, there is a little difference in temperament when she is awake, she is more flamboyant, and she is completely gone when she is asleep.

Feng Wuli picked up Po Nu, put him on the bed next to him, gently so as not to wake up the little zombie, and covered them with a quilt.

I couldn't help but turn on my phone to take a picture. The light was dim and the picture was not clear, so I deleted it after I took it.

But this picture is too beautiful, he should remember it for a long time.

Lying back on the empty bed, he felt a little itchy again, but he still felt that it was better for him to sleep on a bed for the first time at home instead of a hotel.

As for the other first time, he was naturally looking forward to it.

That's Wang Xilou, who wouldn't be greedy?
Moreover, Wang Xilou would probably give him whatever he wanted, there was no doubt about it.

But the years are long, and the wind is unreasonable and not in a hurry.

Seeking both longevity and her.

He stretched out a hand and mobilized Zhaozai Yongjie, that hand changed back and forth between immature and old.

Now Zhaozai Yongjie has become a youthful version, and after castration, its value has become even higher—for those who long for longevity.

Thinking of the kiss yesterday and the look in the eyes of the person in his arms at that time, the more he thought about it, the more energetic he became, and he didn't feel sleepy at all at night.

Pick up the fan and fan yourself.

"Clap."

The room, which was originally quiet, seemed to sink into a deeper level of silence as the distracting thoughts disappeared.

A huge woman's arm stretched out from Feng Wuli's bed, picked up the dropped fan, stuffed it back, then covered the boy on the bed with a quilt, tenderly retracted the hand extended to the bed, and Tuck the quilt corner.

In the early morning, the twilight breaks into the dawn, and the hotel has good shading. At 07:30, it is already very bright outside, but the room is still the same as at night.

As soon as he opened his eyes, a woman was sitting next to him, looking closely at him.

Feng Wuli took two seconds to clear up his mood.

"Which one are you?"

"Wang Xilou is the one going to the bathroom now."

"So you are now?"

"Look at you." She smiled and said, "I woke up at six o'clock, and the shadow doesn't need to rest for long."

"You've been watching me beside me since you woke up?" Feng Wuli felt a little uncomfortable.

"Not only looked, but also touched your hand and counted how many eyelashes you have."

"... How much did you count?"

"I counted and watched you and forgot again." Po Nu smiled a little naively against Wang Xilou's face.

Wang Xilou has also come out of the bathroom and changed his clothes. Today he is wearing gray cotton sports trousers, which are very loose. The trousers have a rope at the top, and his upper body is a white close-fitting vest. Very long.

Also special sports department.

Anyway, it is no longer the colorful old lady, with big buttons and trousers, and the whole body is in the same color.

"Awake?"

The little zombie took a comb, tilted his head to comb his hair, and then said to Po Nu: "Change your clothes quickly, the collar is exposed."

Feng Wuli was fascinated by the way she combed her hair with her tilted head. Wang Xilou was stared at unnaturally. After combing, he went to give the little apprentice a comb, just for fun.

There was a faint fragrance in his nose, and Feng Wuli moved his fingers, showing that he was reluctant to let her do it, "Don't mess up my hair."

When Po Nu came out, he was wearing denim shorts, navy blue short sleeves, and long white legs, looking at himself with new clothes and looking so smug.

"Go and buy a pair of shoes for Po Nu first?"

"Now the shoe store doesn't open so early, let her wear the hotel slippers first."

Feng Wuli also changed his clothes, brushed his teeth in the bathroom with Wang Xilou, Po Nu rolled on the bed he had slept in, hugged his quilt, buried his face in the pillow, propped up his two calves, flapping the air.

"I picked up a pair of very new shoes before, but I was reluctant to wear them, but someone stole them." Po Nu said with a hateful expression.

Feng Wuli rinsed his mouth and spit out all the foam, "How did you get so miserable?"

"I don't have much spiritual power to share, and I can't bear the price, so I have been so unlucky."

Feng Wuli sighed: "There is no need to make a wish in the future."

She said embarrassedly: "I guess it will be unlucky for a while. I make that wish every day. It may not be so easy to cancel the price."

"..."

"..."

"But it will gradually become less unlucky."

Po Nu scratched his head innocently.

The three of them went out to try Jinling's breakfast.

Soon they saw how powerful the little unlucky ghost slave was.

It doesn't matter if you fall on the flat ground, she has rough skin and thick flesh, so it's okay to fall and play.

Walking on the road, suddenly there was a city wild dog chasing her and biting her, and stared at her very intently. In a blink of an eye, she accidentally stepped into the ditch, sucking in dirty water, and suddenly a garbage bag floated to cover her sight , bumped into a passerby holding a drink, and spilled coffee all over.

After a while, she was dirty again.

"How about you go back to the shadow?"

"It's okay, I'm used to it." She lowered her head a little aggrieved.

Her grievance is that the new clothes are dirty again.

She led the two of them to have morning tea, and entered a time-honored Jinling pastry shop. It was clearly only for breakfast, but there were hundreds of menus, surrounded by old Jinling people who spoke Jinling dialect.

The vegetable market at [-] or [-] o'clock, the road surface is definitely not so decent, wet and dry, rotten vegetable leaves or plastic bags can be seen everywhere on the ground, even the sunlight here is cheap and squishy, ​​the noise is so close, and the breath of life rushes to the face .

Wang Xilou felt that this was the only one she felt familiar with.

Ponu highly recommends beef pot stickers and osmanthus red bean Yuanxiao, and also ordered a signature beef noodle.

One Wang Xilou is already very eye-catching, but if two Wang Xilou appear at the same time, it will be amazing.

One of them can show off a potsticker in one bite!
Po Nu went to get another glass bottle of Vitasoy, swaggered back with a straw, took a sip, and then showed off another potsticker.

That's a comfort.

Wang Xilou felt so ashamed, the character of Po Nu is a carefree little zombie.

Feng Wuli felt that such Wang Xilou was very novel.

It's just that people are unlucky.

The sweet and sour sauce accidentally got on the clothes again, she wiped it off with a paper towel nonchalantly, it was too rough.

"Hey, there was a car accident over there."

It seemed to be a small scratch, but the two sides quarreled, and Po Nu copied a potsticker and went over to join in the fun with a bottle of Vitasoy.

Wang Xilou ate a soup dumpling, watched him run out speechlessly, saw the little apprentice smiling there, and glared at him.

Feng Wuli said first, "I think ponu is quite cute."

Wang Xilou was annoyed: "You better be."

"Really, I like all ten looks of Wang Xilou." He smiled.

"..."

"Come and taste Master's soup dumpling, it's delicious." She said softly, with one hand under the other, feeding Feng Wureason to eat.

The eye-catching effect of the two Wang Xilou was multiplied exponentially. Just when the people around thought that these two should be a couple, and the other one who escaped a bit should be the sister-in-law, the sister-in-law came back.

The sister-in-law was sitting next to the boy, very close to him. The boy wiped her mouth with a tissue, his movements were gentle, with a helpless smile in his eyes, and the sister-in-law smiled sweetly at him, a little too intimate.

The girl on the opposite side looked indifferent, and gave the boy whatever delicious food she ate.

It confuses the audience all of a sudden.

Until the three of them left, the atmosphere in the store was a bit dignified.

The three went to buy a pair of wood-colored sandals with Velcro for Po Nu. They looked masculine, like those worn by old men, and they were very bulky. They contrasted with Wang Xilou's small, white and tender feet. Po Nu I like it very much, looking down at the new shoes, ten toes are lined up together, up and down.

"It doesn't look dirty, and it's strong enough." She grinned.

Jiming Temple has a history of more than 700 years. The 800-year-old zombie in Wang Xilou is too young. It is the oldest Buddhist temple in Jinling and has the reputation of being the first of 480 temples in the Southern Dynasty.

"Will there be a lot of people? There are a lot of people on weekdays, and there are more people today?"

Po Nu walked on the blind sidewalk, walked out in a straight line, and looked at his new shoes with delight.

She talked a lot, and the latter two didn't necessarily pay attention to her, and she didn't care if they ignored her, so they just continued talking there.

And she can't stay still, she will get lost for a while from time to time, and then follow out from nowhere, and she will pick up some bottles and cans in her hand, saying that she can sell them for scrap.

Feng Wuli was reluctant to put the garbage she picked up in Youhuang.

After a while, she hugged another cat and came back excitedly to pick it up. Feng Wuli saw a few scratches on her face.

After a while, she picked up a plush doll of Tigger from nowhere and tied it around her waist with a rope.

He would also squat on the side of the road to watch the children eat ice cream, squatting and watching intently, Feng Wuli watched her untie the Tigger around her waist, and stopped before Ponu was going to exchange the doll for ice cream with that child, and gave her I bought an ice cream.

"It's expensive." She coyly licked the McDonald's sundae.

Then she did not know where to hug a small stone lion, it was estimated to weigh several hundred catties. She picked it up with one hand, looked around and saw that there was no one around, and was trying to stuff it into Feng Wuli's shadow.

"Youhuang, help me get it."

It disappeared for a while, and after a while, the body was already dirty.

Feng Wuli looked at Wang Xilou and smiled, Wang Xilou smiled softly, pretending nothing happened: "Master has nine ways of loving you."

Feng looked unreasonably and pitifully at the pitiful Po Nu who was licking ice cream, and Po Nu was expelled from Wang Xilou.

Feng Wuxiang recalled that she set up a stall when he met yesterday, and it was because of the rags that attracted him, now he knows how the rags came from.

Feng Wuli bought a cup of milk tea. He likes normal rock sugar when drinking milk tea. Wang Xilou always thought the milk tea was too sweet, so he took a sip to taste it.

The slave in front was still muttering: "I hope there will be fewer people, otherwise it will be crowded."

As soon as she finished speaking, there were some spiritual fluctuations in the air.

Feng Wuli and Wang Xilou immediately looked at Po Nu, who turned his head innocently.

"What's the price? Is it still unlucky?" Feng Wuli asked helplessly.

"Not all wish costs will be unlucky. It may be that you can't see, your head becomes dull, and so on. Let me see, the price of this now is the decline in self-control."

"Less self-control? What do you mean?"

Wang Xilou went over to pull her: "Don't stay outside, go back to the shadow!"

"I do not want!"

Feng Wuli felt that there was no need to force it, and since they were here, nothing would happen.

Wang Xilou was worried at the side, pulling Po Nu to prevent her from running around.

He suddenly wondered if the tourists in Jiming Temple would suddenly leave for various reasons after Po Nu made his wish, and there would be no one there when they arrived.

The price of spiritual entanglement is really easy to use. Basically, with enough spiritual power, any wish can be fulfilled.

Feng Wuli was already thinking about how much his spiritual power would be enough for him to pass the college entrance examination.

"Tell her to go back quickly, she will become self-indulgent later, and her self-control will completely drop."

Feng Wuli twitched his eyebrows, hesitating whether to let Po Nu go back, Po Nu swaggered and said:

"As far as the loss of spiritual power is concerned, it's probably just a small drop in self-control. It's okay, and it will be fine after a while."

When they arrived at Cherry Blossom Avenue, the three of them couldn't help smiling when they saw the cherry blossoms in full bloom.

The cherry blossoms bloom in March and April, but the cherry blossoms in Jiming Temple will bloom out of season before autumn. There may be a set of scientific explanations, but there is a beautiful meaning.

The impossible happened, and the impossible came back.

For Po Nu, it means that Feng Wuli has returned.

The people nearby walked very slowly, taking pictures from time to time, especially many couples holding hands, and their voices were small and sporadic.

The petals of the cherry blossoms are small, but they are in clusters, above and below the trees. At this time, the sun is still golden after nine o'clock. The roadside signs, telephone poles, passing buses, and asphalt road are all full of flowers. There is a layer of golden light, and a few thick rays of sunlight are transmitted between the branches of the cherry blossoms. The floating cherry blossoms are like pink fish in the golden long river.

The three of them wandered in the world of gold and pink, this moment is beautiful.

The two masters and apprentices were taking pictures, and then they got together to say whether the picture was good or not, and asked passers-by to help take a group photo, and thanked each other.

"This one looks good, send it to Master quickly."

"I'll pack it all up and send it to you."

"Why didn't you put your arm around Master's shoulder just now?" She was a little dissatisfied.

"Then shoot again?"

Halfway through the speech, Feng Wuli turned around to stop Po Nu from pulling up other people's cherry blossoms.

(End of this chapter)